On this day, the disciples of Xifeng were no longer calm, not only the people of Xifeng, but also those disciples who had obtained the token, and they were also excited. At this moment, they looked at the dazzling white light, and knew that behind the white light, it was the famous Wan Jianfeng.

Where they can find their own weapons, they may even obtain new spells from that weapon, and even more, they can obtain from that weapon the inheritance power of the person they originally held.

So at this moment, everyone's eyes showed a strong expectation.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

In the hall of the Sect Master of the West Peak, three long rainbows flew out, and in an instant, they approached the location of Yunya Xuan.

"Whew!"

A long rainbow roared out of a certain mountain at a faster speed, leaving a long rainbow trail in the air, and stood in the white light at the same time as these three people.

They didn't speak, but after looking at each other, they waved their palms at the same time, and in the palms of their palms, four different cultivation powers were like pillars of light, intertwined, and drew into a strange pattern in the blink of an eye. There are exotic flowers and plants in this pattern, as well as birds and animals, but these birds and animals are very unique and cannot be named.

This strange pattern emits a unique cultivation power. Suddenly, it crashed into the white light.

Buzz! A strong buzzing sound echoed, and in the midst of this humming sound, there was a gate a hundred meters high, like made of steel, and when it slowly opened, it emitted the harsh color of metal friction. And behind this gate, there is a strong fluctuating aura, this aura is bottomless, like a whirlpool, and like an invisible mouth, about to swallow it all.

At the same time, in various places on the West Peak, one by one the monks who had obtained the token turned into Changhong and galloped towards here.

After a while, in Cloud Cliff Xuan, where the entrance of Wan Jianfeng was located, it was full of all the monks who had obtained tokens. Except for Mo Yiming and others, most of the spiritual bamboos collected by these monks were about thirty. If it were changed to previous years, thirty spirit bamboos would not be able to exchange for tokens at all.

And this year, the hundredth place spirit bamboo is fifteen, which seems to surprise others, but it seems to know a certain inevitability.

Because when Mo Yiming killed those shape-shifting powerhouses and Qi Gathering Cultivators, everyone who saw Mo Yiming avoided him from afar. Not to mention competing with it. So along the way, there didn't seem to be any monks within a radius of ten miles from Mo Yiming.

Therefore, most of the spiritual bamboos in the purple bamboo forest were taken away by Mo Yiming and his group.

When this gate was completely opened, Yichen stood in the void with the other peak masters, looking at these disciples who were about to enter the Ten Thousand Sword Blade.

The token in their hands seemed to have been specially treated, and it seemed to have added some breath, which seemed to resonate with the entrance of this ten thousand sword blades.

Ordinary monks, if they stood here and felt this fluctuating aura, the light ones would take a few steps back, and the heavy ones would fly upside down.

But they took the token, and stood here, unscathed.

Therefore, the monks who came to see the excitement could only stand in the distance. They really wanted to know if there would be any particularly outstanding monks on this trip to Wan Jianfeng, who would obtain special weapons, or obtain the inheritance power of weapons.

In the distance, one by one, the disciples began to discuss. They have gone from the initial battle for the spirit bamboo to the scene where they are about to enter the Ten Thousand Sword Blade. What happened yesterday never seems to have subsided. In fact, since Mo Yiming entered the back mountain, it would always bring them non-stop surprises.

"You say, this time on the trip of Ten Thousand Swords, will any disciple get a strange weapon?" One of the young monks looked expectant.

Another sword-wielding man responded, "In previous years, most of the monks who obtained weapons from within these ten thousand sword blades were monks from other peaks. As for last year, Xifeng came out with a sword Antian. ”

"That's right, Jian Antian's soul sword is obtained from Wan Jian Feng, this sword has a certain amount of power, and with Jian Antian's technique, it is simply perfect."

Hearing this, the other monk showed a sighing smile and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a Mo Yiming this year. ”

When Mo Yiming said the three words, their expressions showed awe and shock.

One of the monks said: "This Mo Yiming is incomprehensible, he actually killed so many disciples of the Heavenly Temple Sect yesterday, and his cultivation has grown to the first place in the West Peak." ”

"And that thunder roar, it is said that it has also reached the ninth level of qi gathering."

"Geniuses are different, I don't know if the two of them will get strange weapons during this trip to Wan Jianfeng."

A relatively young monk looked at the rest of the monks with curiosity and said, "Hey, you say, will Mo Yiming bring out the immortal flute?" ”

Another monk glanced at this person and said, "Although he Mo Yiming's cultivation has grown quickly, that immortal flute is not an ordinary thing, and even the existence of a strong person like Shizu can't be shaken, let alone him." ”

The young monk pouted and said, "Not necessarily, I still have great expectations for Mo Yiming. ”

While everyone was talking, in front of the entrance of the Ten Thousand Sword Blades, the people holding the tokens also discovered Mo Yiming's existence, and when they looked at it subconsciously, they couldn't help but move away one by one.

Although there was no contention within Wan Jianfeng, they didn't dare to guarantee whether Mo Yiming was a murderous demon or not.

This slight move made the Eastern Prince in the air immediately notice. But he didn't speak, just glanced at Mo Yiming, from Mo Yiming, he felt that there was really no merit except for being handsome.

Yichen spoke: "All the disciples who have obtained the token, enter Wan Jianfeng and report their names." ”

"Nanfeng Lingyun!"

As soon as Yichen's words fell, a disciple of Nanfeng looked excited and expectant, stepped forward, his voice echoed, looked at Yichen, saw Yichen nodded, and stepped into the entrance of Wan Jianfeng, and his body disappeared directly into this breath as if he had been sucked away.

"Beifeng forgets his worries."

As Ling Yun entered, a monk with an indifferent expression stepped forward.

"Forget the worries, I remember this person, this person was talented at the time of selection, and chose to enter the North Peak, and now three years have passed, I don't know where this person's monk is."

Nan Xuyang smiled and looked at Bei Taixuan.

Bei Taixuan's expression was smug, and he said, "It's been a while since I stepped into the Nine Layers of Qi Gathering. ”

Nan Xuyang nodded enviously and continued: "This person will definitely be able to obtain a Ruyi weapon from this Ten Thousand Sword Blade. ”

Bei Taixuan swept Yichen with the corner of her eye, and she still remembered Yichen's posture yesterday, and said sarcastically: "The Ruyi weapon is not necessarily, but the weapon it obtains will always be more valuable than the dementor sword obtained by the sword An Tian." ”

Tianjiao in any peak, they are very clear.

Yichen pretended not to hear, he didn't even want to argue with them, yes, Bei Taixuan was right, he had to use the strength of the disciples in the sect to speak.

Whether it is the trip of Wan Jianfeng or the competition of cultivation. Each time, it was the North Peak that had the overwhelming advantage. Therefore, from beginning to end, Bei Taixuan has always had the capital of showing off and arrogance, and there is no one in his eyes. This time, Yichen has to endure it first, and in the end, slap them hard!

"Nanfeng disciple Wang Sihua!"

"Disciple Xiong Tiansheng!"

"Beifeng disciple Xiong Wei!"

"Dongfeng disciple Ge Yuan."

……

Gradually, after the monks reported their names, they suddenly stepped into the entrance of this ten thousand sword blades, and their figures disappeared.

On the way, whenever Nan Feng's disciples appeared, Nan Xuyang would always show appreciation and satisfaction. The expression of the Eastern Emperor was relatively plain, but whenever he saw the disciples of Xifeng, he would always show such disdain, in his opinion, the disciples of Xifeng were not worthy of entering Wan Jianfeng.

As for Bei Taixuan, he has always been proud. Whenever her Beifeng disciple appeared, she would always be boasted by Nan Xuyang, and an invisible aura seemed to rise beside her.

And in fact, for the disciples of other peaks, the disciples of the North Peak, one by one, are indeed like Tianjiao's existence.

Yichen is extremely polite and polite to every disciple, and treats every disciple with a smile.

It wasn't until Zui Meiyan came on the field to clasp her fists and bow that the Eastern Prince suddenly sneered and said, "With such a cultivation power, it is worthy of stepping into Ten Thousand Jianfeng!" Is there anyone else in West Peak? ”

Yichen opened his mouth and said: "If you can get the token, you will naturally be able to enter Wan Jianfeng, although Zui Meiyan's cultivation has not yet reached the seventh level of qi gathering, but some monks in the East Peak above the seventh level of qi gathering have not necessarily obtained the token." ”

The Eastern Prince was refuted by Yichen like this, his expression was extremely ugly, he snorted coldly, and did not continue to speak.

After Zui Meiyan left, Lei Xiao stepped forward and said, "Disciple of Xifeng...... Thunder! ”

Lei Xiao's voice was deliberately amplified, which attracted everyone's attention at once, and a strange light suddenly oozed from his eyes.